Emi                    A
1. Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
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   Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
   Emi                  G                  C
   Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.
   Ami                             D
   I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, because I'm
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   easy come, easy go, little high, little low.
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   Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

   G         Emi                 Ami
R: Mama just killed a man, put a gun against his head,  
              Ami                D
   pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
   G              Emi             Ami
   Mama, life had just begun, but now I've gone and
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   thrown it all away.
   C     G Ami        Dmi       
   Mama, ooooh didn't mean to make you cry. 
      G                              C            G        Ami
   If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on
          Fmi             C             G
   as if nothing really matters to me...to me
  
   G             Emi                  Ami  
2. Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine,
        Ami                D
   body's aching all the time.
   G                        Emi               Ami
   Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, got to leave you all
                        D
   behind and face the truth.
   C     G Ami        Dmi 
   Mama, ooh.....    I don't want to die,  
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   I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
        G        Ami
   carry on, carry on
          Fmi             C              G
   as if nothing really matters to me...to me.